featuring 12 O'Clock, Napolean



[Chorus (x2): Joe Mafia]

Global thug politics, every man in his argument

We form as one, who can abolish it?

Projects the heart of this

Catch heat, but 4 novelists

The pain is deep, try and swallow this



[12 O'Clock - Brooklyn Zu]

Niggaz know my steez, I jet to D.C.

Chromed-down M3, nigga that play B.E.T.

Joe Clair, why these faggot-ass niggaz stare?

Don't they know my man carry big bear and don't care?

They say he hold a nigga fruit like pear

Pussy, come here, let me whisper in your ear

I make your clit disappear

I play the wizard, bring blizzard

4-4 heavy when I left it, Puffy shit I dis it

For them locks, I bring Vietnam shots

If you dare beatbox down my block

Pussy-ass niggaz gotta hire cops

Remember one thing, Wu niggaz don't stop



[Joe Mafia]

It's like sortin out down a fresh bundle

Drain my pain on your brain muscle

The custle, 2 cats to die hustlin

Fiend creamin men, lavish establishment

Ghetto Politics, Syndicate benifit, die filithy rich

Kille the benidict, chicks get the rented dick

Tossin heads off, the venomous sunnin the latest

My whole team roll to blow steam

Put you in a smash, nickel gleam

tied to your ass, roll out the welcome mat

The red carpet war onslaught, you the target

I'm black market when the NARC's hiss, spittin the sharp shit

Mafi-ay, V.A., Playstation, R.C.A

Sippin on cabosi-ay, who could take a lose a day?

Jizzed them heads, I shitted, my style shifted

Them out-of-town niggaz tried to quiz it, cockin the biscuit

Shattered thugs is ice mugs, the tied to nose

Long-dickin in and out of hoes without the specticles



[Chorus (x2)] -aca